From: ephemeral@ephemeralfic.org
Date: Sat, 22 Jul 2000 01:38:42 -0500
Subject: The Lover After Me version 2 by Invisible Sun
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The Lover After Me: version 2
by Invisible Sun 

Disclaimer: The X-Files and any related material belongs to Chris 
Carter, Ten Thirteen Productions, and the FOX Network. The song 
belongs to Savage Garden. 

Spoilers: none 

Keywords: Mulder/Scully Romance, Scully/Other Romance, angst, 
Mulder POV 

Rating: PG 

Summary: "Am I all alone in the universe?/ There's no love on
these streets/ I have given mine away to a world that didn't 
want it anyway/ So this is my new freedom/ It's funny/ I don't
remember being chained/ But nothing seems to make sense anymore/
Without you I'm always twenty minutes late" ~Savage Garden 
"The Lover After Me" 

Author's note: This is another take on The Lover After Me.  The
first one was about someone else witnessing Scully and Mulder.
This time, it's Mulder telling the story about 'the lover after
him.'  Oh, and this is part of a series that I'm writing.  It 
can be read as a stand alone...that's basically what the series
is: a collection of stand alones that are based on songs by the
talented band Savage Garden.  To read the others, go here:
http://www.geocities.com/epuresimuove/SavageGardenVignetteSeries.html

The Lover After Me: version 2
by Invisible Sun

We haven't seen each other since...since we broke it off.  You 
transferred back to Quantico.  I miss you.  I watch you sometimes.
Not intentionally.  But I see you occasionally at the Reflecting Pool
sometimes.  And you're always with...him.  Your new...I can't bring 
myself to say it.  You two are obviously very close.  Extremely close.
I watch you two interact.  He's your new lover.  The one after me.

I haven't been able to function without you here by my side.  I can't 
sleep, can hardly eat.  God, I miss you.  Everything around me reminds 
me of you and what we had.  I just want it all back.  Please.  Could 
you give me another chance?  Please, Scully.  

I went out driving.  Somehow, I found myself at you door.  I stood there
for a while.  Too afraid to knock.  But couldn't bring myself to leave.
I finally worked up the courage to knock.  You answered a few minutes 
later.

"Mulder," you say, surprised.

I look at you.  I don't know what to say.  "I shouldn't have come here,"
I mumble and turn to leave.

You reach out to stop me, "Mulder, wait."

I stop to look at you.  God, this is tearing me apart from the inside 
out.  I can feel tears burning in the back of my eyes.  You look at me, 
studying me.  It's strangely comforting and unnerving at the same time. 

"Mulder, what's wrong?" you ask.

I shake my head, "Nothing.  Look, I'm sorry I disturbed you.  You 
probably have company.  I'll just leave."

"Mulder, what are you talking about?" you ask.

"I know about...him," I say.  God, I just want to leave, but you won't
let me.

You look at me.  You don't seem surprised that I know.  You pull me 
toward the door.  "Don't worry.  He's not here....and he won't be 
coming back."

I look at you with a questioning look on my face.  You smile at me.  
That smile tells me everything.  I smile back.  You lead me into your 
apartment and shut the door.

The end

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